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〚 ❀ 〛 “I like your hair pinned up.” 

  A tired yawn follows his comment as Xiang leans back into his chair. It became a small hobby of his to watch Qinghua prepare her makeup and hair whenever they went out-- the way she perfected it every time never ceased to amaze him. 

  He watches with focused eyes as she fiddles with various possible hair styles; he felt lucky that he only ever had to brush his hair to be ready. He hoped his small comments of critique didn’t throw her off-- he was only trying to help. 

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‘Come on! give me a hint for what my present is!’

〚 ❀ 〛 Xiang pauses in the elevator of his building for a moment, stiffling a smile. Qinghua’s curiosity was certainly adorable, and he was almost tempted to spill out everything he had done for her... but he couldn’t break character. He clears his throat for a moment and looks down at her, eyebrow raised. 

 “Present? Ah yes... today is Christmas, isn’t it?” He says, giving a pained expression as if he had completely forgotten. The door of the elevator opens and he leads her towards his door, a little quicker than normal. 

 “...Well, I guess I’ll have to figure something out, won’t I?” He stifles another chuckle as he fiddles through his pockets in search of his keys. He averts his eyes away from her face to avoid any temptation to tell her that he may have. Sticking the key into the lock, he slowly opens the door and allows her to enter first...

  A fanciful Christmas wonderland is revealed as Xiang cracks opens his door. The lights of the living room are dimmed and strings of white Christmas lights are hung around the windows and the edges of the ceiling, giving off a faint, luminous glow akin to dim moonlight. In the corner of the home, there is a small Christmas tree decorated with glittering red ornaments, silver tinsel, and white lights strewn about its branches. The lights of the tree seem to blend in with the view of the glimmering cityscape of Hong Kong at night, gleaming just beyond the window behind it. There is an assortment fo neatly wrapped gifts waiting just underneath the tree. 

  In the space between the kitchen and the living room, there is a decorated table with a long, red tablecloth draped over it it. Two porcelain white dishes sit across from each other with respective utinsils and napkins placed methodically next to them. In the middle of the table are two small, lit candles, casting a soft glow upon the area. Between the candles is a clear vase with water and a single rose floating happily in its place. The smell of homemade Cantonese cuisine wafts throughout the home.

  He comes behind Qinghua, placing his hands on her shoulders. 

“Can anything be solved by being nice? Real talk.”

He shrugged his shoulders. 

jeanne you actually have time to play pokemon im crying

you make it sound as if i wasnt procrastinating on my papers by playing pkmn jay

{ aftermath of a terrible discovery and prelude to a modern day angst thread. bc there is never enough angst. mei’s reflections on her complicated feelings towards kiku and the past and the newest complications. possibly very shitty. }

{ mentions: @shimaguni​ and @qinghuahu }

The past is irreconcilable. 

Her coffee is growing cold, sunlight flickering over the dark liquid. She never liked black coffee much, but the bitterness seems appealing today for some reason. She does need the caffeine, though. Sleep has been eluding her for days, and she is afraid to look inside her dreams.

Ever since she overheard Qinghua’s traumatic recollection of what happened to her during Japanese Occupation, Mei has avoided any contact with other personifications. She throws herself into work, drowning irrelevant thoughts that threaten to drown her. There’s still so much to do, the aftermath of the typhoons, the new policies, school scandals-

-and yet. 

The past is a shadow. You cannot run from a shadow attached at your heels. 

Send me Ⓐ and my muse will rate yours:

ATTRACTIVENESS:

   repulsive ― hideous ― ugly ― not attractive ― unappealing ― not unattractive ― meh ― no preference ― ok ― mildly attractive ― nice looking ― cute ― adorable ― attractive ― pleasant on the eyes ― good looking ― hot ― sexy ― beautiful ― gorgeous ― hot damn ― would tap that ― perfect ― godlike ― holy fuck there are no words

PERSONALITY:

  grating ― irritating ― frustrating ― boring ― confusing at best ― awkward ― unreasonable ― psychotic ― disturbing ― interesting ― engaging ― affectionate ―aggressive ― ambitious ― anxious ― artistic ― bad tempered ― bossy ― charismatic ― appealing ― unappealing ― creative ― courageous ― dependable ― unreliable ― unpredictable ― predictable ― devious ― dim ― extroverted ― introverted ―egotistical ― gregarious ― fabulous ― impulsive ― intelligent ― sympathetic ―talkative ― up beat ― peaceful ― calming ― badass ― flexible

HOW LIKELY THEY WOULD BE TO HAVE SEX WITH THEM.

   not if they were the last person on earth and the world was ending ― fuck no! ― never ― no way ― not likely ― not sure ― indifferent ― i’m asexual ― maybe ― probably ― it depends ― fairly likely ― likely ― yeah sure ― yes ― would tap that ― hell yes ― fuck yes! ― wishing that could happen right now ― as many times as possible ― we are already having sex

LEVEL OF FRIENDSHIP:

   never in a million years ― worst of enemies ― enemies ― rivals ― indifferent ― neutral ― acquaintance ― friendly toward each other ― casual friends ― friends ― good friends ― best friends ― fuck buddies ― bosom buddies ― practically the same person ― would die for them ― true friends ― my only friend

FIRST IMPRESSION OF THEM:

   i hate them so much ― i don’t like them ― i don’t trust them ― they annoy me ― they’re weird ― i’m indifferent ― meh ― they seem alright ― they’re growing on me ― truce ― i think i like them ― i like them ― i’m not sure if i trust them ― i trust them ― they’re cool ― they’re genuine ― i think we’re going to get along ― i really like them ― i think i’m in love ― oh fuck they’re hot ― i love them

CURRENT IMPRESSION OF THEM:

   i hate them so much ― i don’t like them ― i don’t trust them ― they annoy me ― they’re weird ― i’m indifferent ― meh ― they seem alright ― they’re growing on me ― truce ― i think i like them ― i like them ― i’m not sure if i trust them ― i trust them ― they’re cool ― they’re genuine ― i think we’re going to get along ― i really like them ― i think i’m in love ― oh fuck they’re hot ― i love them

HOW GOOD OF A KISSER: